We’re in Quebec City, and LL has fallen in love with the town. I like it too, but boy oh boy, I’ve never seen her like this (and I’ve visited some pretty remarkable places with her). To be fair, it is adorable. Winding cobbled streets, petite buildings, lots of wrought iron, and terrasses everywhere. We arrived early; the campground just across the river from QC has a shuttle (brilliant – a serious cash cow for them); and we spent the day on the Hop On, Hop Off, followed by an absolutely fab lunch at Le Lapin Sauté, and an obscene (yet again) amount of clothes shopping along Le Petit-Champlain. I bought a cute print (very abstract expressionist, think Kandinsky) from a local artist. And, when we went in to tour the interior of Château Frontenac there was a huge, very impressive looking, black-tie affair going on – felt so dowdy in comparison.
Odd thing happened: we called an Uber back to the campground (we missed the return shuttle due to shopping – oops) and when he arrived and realised where he was taking us, he claimed he ‘wasn’t allowed to cross the river’ and made us get out. Fortunately the 2nd Uber driver was willing to take us. Did you know that Uber drivers don’t see their destination until you get in the car? They only see their starting point. So likely he didn`t want the long trip at that price. Hunh.
But overall, Quebec City really is delightful. And everyone is so friendly.